After 📝The Birthday Girl and I's conversation about her newly manifested 📝Perfect Partner, and me 📝Dancing On My Own, she asked if I wanted a "heads up" when she was going to bring him to 📝Sunday Funday at 📝Original Muscle Beach; something which had, to date, been our thing.
A few weeks later, she did just that.
[...] and the *beauty of your spirit.
After the exchange above, which happened during an Uber ride home, I discovered on my doorstep my new 📝Rainbow Pants. I'd purchased them, in part, to wear to the beach. Amidst my excitement that they'd arrived, and fit perfectly, I realized that 📝It's Entirely Possible that her new boyfriend will ask, "so, which one is your ex?" and her response will be "the one in the rainbow pants."
After wearing them to OMB for the first time, and meeting her new boyfriend, I shared this 📝memo with her. She responded with “Ha ha ha ha ha, alas, he didn’t ask. But that’s hilarious.”
Months later, after I'd come up in their conversations she said, "I tried to remind him he'd met you in every possible way, saying 'you talked by the slackline' and 'he's the one that had a Ducati' but, alas, he didn't remember talking to you until I said 'he was the one in the rainbow pants.'"